I think I just had my first panic attack.

[April_R]

had one about 2 months after my twins were born. I literally felt like the room was spinning, the walls were closing in on me and my chest was shrinking and I couldn’t breathe. I hide under a blanket on the couch and told my husband I thought I was dying. Freaked my husband out. We ended up calling my OB and they sent me to the local looney bin where I was placed as an inpatient for 5 days. Worst experience of my life.

Get professional help ASAP. You will feel so much better after starting treatment.

[Obnoxious_Hood_Ornament]

I started having them infrequently about a year after my wife passed away. The cumulative stress of… well, everything… finally broke my brain, and it raised a little white flag and curled into the fetal position.

I made a list of everything that was bothering me, no matter how small or banal it seemed on paper. I then eliminated as many things on the list as I could. So long as I keep my worries to a minimum, I don’t panic.

I should’ve just listened to Douglas Adams